June 30, 2008

My friennd brought me to a wonton mee stall last week, and she said it’s reputed to be the best:

Foong Kee Coffee Shop
6 Keong Saik Road

Don’t know about ‘best’, but it was certainly very, very good.

What I liked about their noodles was that it was not sweet. For those who don’t know, they tend to put in sweet sauce into dry-tossed noodles here in Singapore. (Hmmm… come to think of it, maybe that’s why I’ve avoided wanton mee cooked outside for many years. I still have northern Malaysian food sensibilities which dictates that dry-tossed noodles must be salty).

And, even though I’m not the greatest fan of roasted pork or char siew, the stall’s specialities, I enjoyed eating the meats they served there. The skin of the roasted pork was really crispy. And the char siew was quite juicy (my friend bought some for me to take back for my mum to try, and she gave it the seal of approval – so it MUST be good). I have to say though that the meat I enjoyed the most was the roast duck, but only because I LOVE roast duck in the first place.

My friend says their meats are always fantastic because they are always fresh from the oven. And tasting the meats, I can believe that.

Well, there’s a montage on YouTube — titled An OBAMA “Love Story” — using the song (that montage maker has great taste!)

I’ve been reading that people who’ve seen the montage have loved the song 😀 That exciting! That the song is getting heard by more people. “Something About Us” is definitely a beautiful song, beautifully sung by Clay.

My mom’s good friend Lynda was an only child who always wanted a family. Lynda was a true friend to my mom. Lynda was very outspoken. When someone in our neighborhood called her fat she told them “i can go on a diet your attitude will always be lousy”. My dad who isn’t a guy who wears his heart on his sleeve (ever) told Lynda at one of our holiday parties ” you are now our sister”. All of Aunts considered her part of the family. In all the family pictures of the “sisters’ Lynda is in them. It was a very sad day when Lynda was diagnosed with breast cancer. Lynda was always a fighter so she was not gonna to go easy. Her treatment made her lose all her hair and she lost a lot of weight. My mom helped Lynda pick out a wig and took her to an expensive restaurant that day ( they figured that should live it up. Why not?). When at that restaurant the ladies from the neighborhood came up to Lynda and told her how great she looked and asked what was doing to look so great. Lynda said I’m dying. Nobody said anything. At Lynda’s funeral the priest said that when she was a child she was so lonely being an only child and her goal in life was to find a family. She said she died accomplishing her goal. That was truly beautiful to me.